I Am Not The Second Generation Of Immortals

"I'm still under control for the time being. I will save it later, maybe it will come in handy."

Although this affects the performance of some strengths to a certain extent, it is equivalent to an extra killer. If something happens, it will be able to play a huge role.

Yang Lie then thought of what he had seen and heard in the second level of mystery before, and he had speculation: perhaps, the palm shadow has been fighting Su Sheng for so many years, and there is loss between each other, so his strength has no memory. The tyranny revealed in the crystal is unmatched.

In addition, Yao Qiyin must have some contact with the master of the palm shadow, and only then will it set a trap to lure so many Dao realm powerhouses in the Seven Star Academy into the dead!

It's just not clear whether she simply wanted to weaken the power of the Seven Star Academy, or if she wanted to do something else.

"Forget it, leave these aside, I will digest the benefits of this experience first."

Although this adventure in the secret realm is a life of nine deaths, the benefits gained are not small. Not only the insight of the destruction domain power passed by Su Sheng just now is of great help, but more importantly, the Wufeng Sword has absorbed a very high-rank profound tool, and it has been greatly repaired and has become a real Taoist tool. .

Moreover, with the release of the seal, Wu Feng Sword has a new sword move.

"Boom!"

Yang Lie let go of his consciousness. Suddenly, a mighty force like a torrent of tsunami surged towards him.

"Om!"

A much more severe shock than before came, and a picture of a sword dancing appeared before his eyes in a daze. The owner of that picture has changed. It is no longer Feng Qingyue, but a woman in white.

This woman is dressed in a rather weird dress, with a wide stand-up collar and large sleeves and legs. There is no restriction between her actions, but her figure is perfectly modified.

Her sword dance gesture is very soft, seemingly fluttering without the slightest smell of fireworks. However, the space in front of her was split layer by layer, and it didn't disperse for a long time, showing how terrifying the power was.

To put it simply, if there is a ten thousand high mountain standing in front of her eyes, she can easily smash it into pieces with a single sword, without hurting anything at all!

"Shoo! Shoo! Shoo!"

One sword, another sword, the white-clothed woman slowly danced the sword, every sword was so wonderful, and powerful to an indescribable level.

Therefore, Yang Lie followed the rhythm of her sword dance, completely indulging in it.

One sword! Ten swords! Hundred swords! Thousand swords! Wanjian! One hundred thousand swords! Millions of swords! Ten thousand swords! 100 million swords! One billion swords!

Every time the sword is taken out, it is condensed into substance, like a stone pillar, flying above the void.

The rhythm of those swords reverberating constantly in the sea of ​​knowledge, and gradually, Yang Lie's whole body was trembling, and his face turned pale, as if he had been pumped out of his spirit.

In fact, this is the result of excessive consumption of his soul power.

Although his savvy is strong and his soul realm has also entered the six-star realm, it is obvious that the sword moves inherited at this moment are extremely mysterious and far exceed his current realm!

"Om!"

Suddenly, all the sword moves and all the sword auras condensed one after another, and finally merged into one, forming a particularly magnificent sword aura.

"Exit Wudao Sword!"

Mystic singing sounded, the direction of that sword aura-space, light, wind and heat, all particles, the most subtle dust, everything is completely vanished!

The sword trembled, retracted.

The figure of the woman in white seemed like ink, slowly disappearing, never seen again.

"puff!"

Yang Lie couldn't help it, spit out a big mouthful of blood, "Mie Wudao sword? Is this the real name of the sword move just now?"

A look of incomparable horror appeared on his face, and he could foresee that this sword move was far beyond imagination. If you cultivate to the peak state, you must integrate all of the "billion swords" into one sword before it can be considered as a complete mastery.

It is a pity that he is currently at most able to master the "ten thousand swords" level, not knowing how far he is from that level.

He couldn't help being shocked: "Could the woman in white clothes just now--"

A guess faintly emerged.

"That's the teacher."

After a moment of hesitation, Feng Qingyue's sad voice sounded.

She was placed in the Wufeng Sword, and she naturally saw the scene where she passed the power just now. It was the first time since her serious injury that she saw the figure left behind by the respected master, and she couldn't help but tear from her heart when she thought of the scene of her past.

Yang Lie took a deep breath, although he had known that Emperor Qian was amazing. But seeing this scene with my own eyes was quite shocked-a billion swords! What level did Qian Huang reach in the past?

He originally thought that he still had some strength. Compared with the result, it was just as vulnerable to Haoyue as Yinghuo.

"You don't have to belittle yourself. The Master's existence is amazing in the universe, and its prestige even spreads far to the rest of the world. Looking at all the hidden inheritance forces, and even the top sects in the universe, it is difficult to find a few people comparable to them. "

Feng Qingyue said proudly, "Even when I was the one, my comprehension of Mie Wudao Sword only reached the level of'ten thousand swords'!"

"...Senior, are you comforting me or showing off?" Yang Lie was speechless, the difference was a thousand times, but it was not simply a matter of a thousand times the power gap.

It can be speculated that if Feng Qingyue first met in his heyday, he would only need a sword to kill himself!

With a "poof" Feng Qingyue couldn't help but laugh, clearly amused by Yang Lie's rare embarrassment.

For a time, the original atmosphere of grief disappeared a lot.

"Although my perception of this trick has only reached a superficial level, the Wufeng Sword Classic has also improved by this."

With the Sword of Elimination Wudao, Wufeng Sword Code has rapidly improved, and now it has surpassed the legendary high-level level, I am afraid it is close to the peak!

Compared with the eternal slashing technique, it is not weak at all.

In addition, Yang Lie had a foreboding that if he tried to make a move regardless of life and death, he was afraid that he would be able to perform a "hundred thousand sword" blow. However, in that case, the price you need to pay is too staggering, even if you have a body of destruction, you may not be able to save yourself.

"Wudaodao Sword! Destruction Body! Sixth Level of God's Position! Double Divine Tribulation!"

Entering the Holy Land of Destruction this time, Yang Lie's gain is not small. He tidied up a bit, ready to go outside.

He didn't know that as early as when he was indulged in the insight of the Mie Wudao Sword, the seven-day time limit had passed, and the rest of the people had already left, only he was still here.

He was one step behind the others.

...

Destroy outside the Holy Land.

Swish swish, the voice of transmission continued to sound, Chen Mo and others, Huang Manman and Yu Jinghong appeared one after another. Even if you don't need close contact, you can feel that their strength has improved a lot, especially the physical body has a taste of endless rebirth.

You must know that no matter whether a martial artist is practicing or fighting, he is determined to rely on the help of his body. It is self-evident how much a more powerful body can help strength.

"Meet the palace lord!"

"I have seen Master!"

The first disciple who participated in Lingyuan's body sculpting was to salute his palace lord. This is also a tradition. Because every disciple who is qualified to enter the Holy Land to shape his body has the potential to become a giant in the future, and even the mainstay of the academy.

"Okay! You will practice hard in the future, and the Academy will do your best to create the best conditions for you."

The three palace owners all made promises, but the other four looked enviously or jealously. However, the opportunity for Lingyuan to sculpt the body was fairly fair, and it was impossible for rain and dew to be divided equally, so except for the Kaiyang Palace Master, everyone else could remain peaceful.

"Huh! Where's Junior Brother Su?"

After waiting for another long time, Ye Yunshuang couldn't help asking. Now that the seven-day time limit has passed, the most dazzling person has never appeared.

"Is there something wrong with the teleportation of Destroying the Holy Land? Or is it that Junior Brother Su has reached a critical moment in his cultivation and is not planning to come out for the time being?"

"impossible!"

Palace Master Yuheng frowned, and the transmission of the Destroy Holy Land had never been wrong since ancient times. Otherwise, wouldn't everyone be able to stay in it at will according to their own hearts?

Although he was very rude, Ye Yunshuang also knew that what he said was right, and every warrior needed the benefits of destroying the Holy Land. If you can let them, I am afraid that no one wants to come out.

"It's not impossible."

The Sleeping Taoist slowly spoke, "The ancient books of the Academy have been circulated. If there are disciples who have comprehended the body of destruction in the Holy Land, then they can control the transmission at will, and they can completely stay as they please, just--"

It's just that, he didn't say the whole story, it seems he has some worries.

"Hehe! Sleeping Taoist, can't make up anymore? I'll tell you that!"

Palace Master Kaiyang sneered and stood up with a sneer, "It's just that a warrior who has mastered the body of destruction is useless even if he stays in the holy land for a longer period of time! It is like an already eaten For the person who is full, even if you have more food in front of him, you can’t swallow it!"

Dao Ren's face was ugly. Although he didn't want to admit it, he knew that Palace Master Kaiyang was right.

"I'm afraid there is another possibility for you to sleep, right? In the history of our Seven Star Academy, it is not only the body of destruction that has the means to stay in the Holy Land of Destruction!"

The lord of Kaiyang Palace is cold and quiet and authentic.

"What do you mean?"

The sleeper's face changed.

"Don't you know what I mean?"

Palace Master Kaiyang scoffed, "Who can guarantee that this won't be another Yao Qiyin in your Tianshu Academy?"

"Kaiyang! You treat me as if I dare not kill you."

Yao Qiyin is undoubtedly the taboo of all Tianshu Academy, especially the sleeping Taoists who are extremely taboo about it. He opened his eyes furiously, his mighty eyes broke through the sky, and a soaring breath was like a lion waking up. Soaring into the sky.

Palace Master Kaiyang differed greatly from him in strength, so naturally he was not his opponent, so excited by this, he couldn't help but retreat several steps in a row.

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the sky: "Don't you allow anyone to mention the scandal at your Tianshu Academy? Where is this overbearing rule?"